Realising the past doesn’t stay dead,

That what was locked away,

Leaks back to mess with your head,

All this poison

Your life
A whirlwind
I hate.
Its hard not to
Despise you too.
I wonder
Are you a victim,
Or devious controller,
Of your life,
And

I'm done pretending

this doesn't make sense, then

where does that leave me

without you? That's something I cannot see

I'm

Out on a limb,
filled with regret,
balancing my act,
with no safety net.

Electronic Mongrel

.

This secret I avoided

Didn’t share with you

I’m really half android

Please hear me through